1.(пример)You want to play football outside, but you live near a busy road. What does your father say? You mustn't play near the busy road 2.You threw a stone and it broke the kitchen window. What does your mother say? You mustn't throw stones. 3.Tomorrow is Sunday. You ask if you must get up early. What does your mother say? You needn't get up early. 4.Your father asks if you need help with your project, but you've finished it. What do you say? You needn't help me. 5.You haven't finished your homework, but you want to go out with your friends. What does your father say? You must finish your homework.
Two days later, when Jonesy left the encampment, they were fully kitted out, as the Tuareg in brand new clothing. Nigel had a black Cheche, the bandage around his head and light baggy pants under a long Gandora. Bianchi was the same, but with a loose skirt to her knees and a white handkerchief on her head from the sun. The camel ride was a lot easier when You have a whole saddle just for you and after the first two days, Nigel even stopped feeling sick for a minute when, as he sat in the back of a camel. Their guide was a Tuareg with a scarred mutilated face, whose name was Moussa. He, it turned out, was a very friendly man and they soon began to love it, even though they could barely understand the words of each other's language. The trip was slow and quiet, but they enjoyed it. Even in the hottest part of the day in their new clothes protected them from the flames of the sun. They saw a lot of wild life travelling this way: gazelles and lizards in the sand and hawks gliding in the air. At night Moussa lit a fire and cooked flat loaves in the hot ashes and they slept around the glowing embers, warmly wrapped in blankets. "How does he find the way?" wondered Bianca on the sixth day, as nomad pointed out some ruins in the distance. "He's got no cards or anything." "I assume that it uses the sun," said Nigel vaguely. "Anyway, he seems to know where he's going well. I wonder about Algeria if we are all the same?" When they made camp that night, mousse looked at the road on which they arrived and said simply: "Mali". And he pointed to the sand on his feet and said something, but they did not catch. "Algeria?" asked Nigel and the nomad nodded. African Ice Rainey Arno.Answer the questions RV,it is very necessary: What, in your opinion, the children found unusual during their journey? Do you think the children and the guide was respectful to each other? Why?Why not?
2.You threw a stone and it broke the kitchen window. What does your mother say? You mustn't throw stones.
3.Tomorrow is Sunday. You ask if you must get up early. What does your mother say? You needn't get up early.
4.Your father asks if you need help with your project, but you've finished it. What do you say? You needn't help me.
5.You haven't finished your homework, but you want to go out with your friends. What does your father say? You must finish your homework.
the bandage around his head and light baggy pants under a long Gandora. Bianchi was the same, but with a loose skirt to her knees and a white handkerchief on her head from the sun.
The camel ride was a lot easier when You have a whole saddle just for you and after the first two days, Nigel even stopped feeling sick for a minute when, as he sat in the back of a camel.
Their guide was a Tuareg with a scarred mutilated face, whose name was Moussa. He, it turned out, was a very friendly man and they soon began to love it, even though they could barely understand the words of each other's language. The trip was slow and quiet, but they enjoyed it. Even in the hottest part of the day in their new clothes protected them from the flames of the sun. They saw a lot of wild life travelling this way: gazelles and lizards in the sand and hawks gliding in the air. At night Moussa lit a fire and cooked flat loaves in the hot ashes and they slept around the glowing embers, warmly wrapped in blankets.
"How does he find the way?" wondered Bianca on the sixth day, as nomad pointed out some ruins in the distance. "He's got no cards or anything."
"I assume that it uses the sun," said Nigel vaguely. "Anyway, he seems to know where he's going well. I wonder about Algeria if we are all the same?"
When they made camp that night, mousse looked at the road on which they arrived and said simply: "Mali". And he pointed to the sand on his feet and said something, but they did not catch.
"Algeria?" asked Nigel and the nomad nodded.
African Ice Rainey Arno.Answer the questions RV,it is very necessary: What, in your opinion, the children found unusual during their journey? Do you think the children and the guide was respectful to each other? Why?Why not?